Gracie

I stared up at him, my mouth opened to voice out my response..

But what could I say?

He opened his mouth to say something when the operating room opened and the doctor approached us with a tired but satisfied look.

"How is he doing? " Sebastian asked

"The bullet missed his heart by a few inches, he'll live"

At the doctors words I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

"When is he going to be awake? " Sebastian asked again, I watched the tension slowly drain away from ...